Acapella into ink. A doubt? Which sizeable animal leaps through kitchen fully lit. Old elements assemble -doom and luck, will and ethics and couldn’t give a fuck. When verbs get queuing grammar goes. Passion makes a grab at gonads. Order to bring on the brink. KK next>
this is the speech of my hands poetry by Christopher (Kit) Kelen and Steven Schroeder | images by Kit Kelen